Dottore X Scaramouche Mga Nobela at Kwento

I pulled on the cuff. “Let’s quickly inject him. We’re out of time,” Scar said as the man approached me. He was the same lanky doctor which treated me a few days ago while wearing his coat. I struggled, trying to make it difficult. Scar, though, restrained me as the man drew close to my neck to inject the yellow liquid into my body. BOOM! They fell to their feet when the ground trembled. “Shit!” Scar shouted as he stood up while clinging to the wall. The doctor held his head in his hands as the impact caused me to hit his head on the floor.

She walked me through rooms with polished floors and crystal chandeliers, down a hallway that smelled like furniture polish and old money, through double doors into— "Jesus." A full surgical suite. Stainless steel, LED lights, equipment that belonged in a hospital. "Frank doesn't do hospitals." Dr. Rosabella adjusted the surgical lights. "Bad for business." "What business?" She stared at me like I'd asked what color the sky was. "You really don't know who he is?" "Should I?" "Frank Costello. Head of the Costello crime family." She paused. "The mafia, Jane. You just operated on a mob boss's brother."

a voice asked and I turned to see Lucario walk in dressed in a tuxedo with one of Xavier's girls called Sasha "You got out without a scratch?" Damanico asked "It pays to have links." he kissed Sasha and she giggled "I have the most amazing girlfriend ever." "Wait until Xavier finds out you've been secretly dating one of his girls." Damanico smirked "Well we're going to be on the same team anyway cousin." "Welcome to the Gionovese Joint Luca." "My pleasure." Damanico's POV "So Xavier has the music box?" I asked Rocco as I paced in his office "Why the hell didn't he just hand it over?"

"Nowhere. There is no cure for it." Amelia was shocked. She didn't believe it, and pushed the scalpel into the doctor's neck again, questioning in a low voice. "Wasn't it made by you? Don't try to lie to me. If you want to live, be honest!" The doctor's hands trembled even more. "This wolfsbane is the improved version of the normal wolfsbane. Not only improved by once but many times. It was called X-WES, which was created by the genius doctor Scott." So, it has nothing to do with him.

I excused myself then walked towards Doc Emman while covering myself using the robe. "What's the problem?" I asked him the moment that I stood in front of him. "You are my problem!" He shouted. I immediately raised both eyebrows and frowned at him. I never really understood him! I clenched my fists and screamed loudly in front of him. "You're really such an ambiguous doctor! I hate you !" I shouted in anger then walked away from him. My day is ruined. I thought I would be able to rest but I think I was wrong. Often I really don't know what he wants to happen. Doc Emmanuel Nikolai Almoreno is like that—an Ambiguous Doctor where I unfortunately need to deal with everyday.

He says as he kneels next to X. I’m so nervous right now. He lifts X’s eyelids one by one shining light in them. “Good, good,” he says, thank god. He grabs onto X’s hand. “Xavier, I’m Dr. Fischer, if you can hear me squeeze my hand,” the doctor instructs. Thank fuck! I see X’s hand lightly squeeze the doctor’s and I can actually jump for joy right now. Dr. Fischer does a few more tests and X responds to them.

"You need to see a doctor." "A human doctor." I said bitterly. "In a human hospital. Far away from here." His lips twitched, not quite a smile but close. "We have a doctor here. Dr. Chen. He studied human medicine for years before.." He stopped himself. "He's qualified." Of course they did. "A werewolf doctor?" I asked. "Is he going to examine me or eat me?" Xavier's eyes flashed with something that might have been anger. "We don't eat people."

Jepherson's handsome face was dark, so Lamarre understood the situation. "Oh, well." Lamarre looked at Xanthus. "Do you know?" "All I have to say is that this kind of disease should be treated earlier." Xanthus was a doctor. He completely analyzed the matter from a doctor's perspective. Lamarre, however, was putting on a happy face as he had no hope for a recovery.

'd using distortion to save that guy's life? Xanne: (Now standing behind Kimora as he noticed something a bit different about the counter and instinctively he pulled his hand back the swung forward, after a moment of feeling his hand connect with to him was a pleasurable situation he heard a quiet scream, then felt a bloodlust that could only be described as murderous) Hey, hey! Now I understand you might be upset about me sampling the goods without payment but I can't even fully see you, just an outline and...(Reaching forward to grab her chest as he speaks) damn you are packing some HEAT under that d-! (Before he can complete the sentence Xanne is sent flying out of the shop with his nose

Author Pov Xavier ruffled his hair in desperation. “Fucking hell!” He cursed under his breath pacing back and forth while staring at the door of the operation theater. The doctor had told him how critical Valerie’s condition was. He couldn’t help but feel a bursting of flames of sadness in him. He wanted nothing more than to just go back to time and refuse Chris from meeting her. “fottuto bastardo! lo ucciderò!” He mumbled to him glaring at the floor while breathing heavily in anger. (-Fucking bastard! I will kill him!)